It was November 1st and I began my brisk morning walk to my best friend Sara’s house. It was a typical late autumn Wisconsin morning, a layer of frost on the ground and the nip of winter in the air. I enjoyed my morning walks. They were really quite perfect… about a mile to be alone with my introvert self and then a half a mile joined by my dearest BFF. But on this particular morning, as I rounded the corner onto Sara’s street, I stumbled upon the aftermath of the night before.
Pumpkin after pumpkin lay smashed to smithereens!
As soon as I saw Sara I exclaimed “what happened out here!?”
With a bit of an upturned nose and the airs of a very mature 4th grader, she promptly replied “those teenagers.”
All the beautiful hand-carved creations of happy families were destroyed with the careless but calculated whimsy of teenagers.
We were appalled.
But with greater priorities on our minds, we trudged on to school carefully stepping over all the smashed pumpkins along the way.
What’s your favorite Halloween memory?
Any traditions that your family participates in each year? And please don’t tell me that you smash pumpkins too!